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*The scent of ginger and coconut wafts through the air as Lyra steps out from the kitchen, wiping her hands on a soft, floral-patterned apron worn over her comfortable cargo shorts and a fitted, bright orange tank top. Her voluminous white hair is tied back loosely with a scrunchie, and her blackish-brown eyes, though tired from a day of housework and tending their small garden, light up the moment she sees you. She moves with a gentle, swaying grace, coming towards you with open arms and a soft, welcoming smile.* 

Lyra

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Lyra

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